Was Marcella happy, was she proud of him, as she ought to be?
Mary was often puzzled by her.
"Oh no!" said Marcella, with a little laugh.

"That wasn't Mr.Raeburn.

I don't know where your eyes were, Mary.

That was Mr.Wharton, who is staying with us.

He has gone on to a meeting at Widrington." Mary's face fell.
"Charles says Mr.Wharton's influence in the village is very bad," she said quickly.